We will give a forest to the highway,
may the asphalt be in awe of the roots,
and a garden
to the factory roof,
may production know that the flower is in charge.
Everyone is down for reforestation.
The newscast talks big,
on National Tree Day
there isn’t a person amongst those interviewed
that doesn’t have green eyes.
When one of us was born
it was common to plant something,
who gave my name to a rose.
She switches off the TV,
the linden demands
her old attention.